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Also poz vers here and definitely keen

Recently i’ve been on bumble bff looking for platonic friends. (Although i can’t refuse a load from any man.) I’ve been hanging out a lot with this guy named Tommy. We go to breweries, on hikes, game nights normal stuff like that. He’s straight but I’ve dropped that i’m down. Anyway, he had a little get together/bbq type thing at his place. It was pretty lowkey and just kind of a way to meet even more people. I was sitting on the couch when i notice a gorgeous, tall figure walk through his front door. A real man. Dad bod, but huge arms. Ginger colored graying hair, rugged. I was instantly plotting on how to get this man inside of my hole. He heads to the kitchen area and I immediately followed like a lost puppy. “dad i want you to meet friend mikey” Tommy introduced us. Dad and I hit off and I end up chatting with him the rest of the night. At some point, the conversation turns from “i’ll help you move if you want” to “so.. tommy told me he had a friend who’s gay. is that you?” I smile and confirm it is in fact me. Dad perks up a little. At this point it’s pretty late. Tommy is ever so subtly kicking everyone out and I end up being walked to my car by dad who has been asking me questions about what it’s like being gay. We are at my car for another 30 minutes while i’m answering this man’s questions, hoping the next will you be “can i fuck you.” We end with him saying “Bet boys your age are just lining up for you.” to which i reply “not the demographic i go for” he asks “yeah? and what age demographic would that be?” I respond with “How old are you?” with a smirk on my face. He says good bye and calls me “trouble” and i drive away. I get home to a text from him (we exchanged numbers earlier cause i mentioned moving and he has a truck) saying “i’ve never been with a boy before but im thing about you.” I ask what exactly he was thinking about. He responded with “all of it.” then follows with maybe just a blowjob tonight? sure. come over. He comes over and walks through the door with a half chub and his cock half way out. grey bush, thick uncut cock, leaking precum. I’m on my knees immediately. I take his half chub in my mouth til he’s rock hard. he’s looking down at me. I’m looking at up him. after about 5 minutes he whispers “im cumming.” he blows a load in my mouth. zips up. and is gone. I wake up to a text from him. “maybe i can try your ass next?” I reply instantly. “whenever you want. “ i get ready for the day and as im getting out of the shower there’s a knock on my door. I open it in just my towel. It’s him. he’s shoving his way inside and telling me “i couldn’t wait to try you.” my towel drops. he unbuttons his jeans and he’s kissing me. we fall over in the couch and he sets a condom next to us. i start sucking his cock and then he tells me he’s about to cum and has me stop. He puts me on my back and asks if I have lube. i usually do but must have packed it already. He starts rubbing his precummy tip all over my hole. He puts the condom on to my dismay. I don’t say anything but as he’s sliding his head in I shift and squeeze a little and this caused the condom break. He pulls out and pulls it off. “damn i only brought the one.” “that’s okay. maybe you can just run your tip on it again.” he agrees. he sticks his tip in just a little. His cock still wet form the many times it was in my mouth, my hole wet form his precum. He take my legs and push his hips toward me. he’s about 2/8 of the way in me now. He moans. I do it gain, his cock about half way in me. he lets out a soft “fuck.” he looks down at my dumb boy doe eyes. “i’m raw inside of you.” I look back at him and say “thank you sir.” as i pull him in deeper. he’s all the way inside of my boyhole. He lets out another moan. “you feel so good around my cock.” I flash my doe eyes again. “now please fuck me until you cum sir.” he responds with “ i don’t think i should cum inside you.” I respond with “please daddy?” A switch flips. he’s starts pumping me. I can feel his pace pick up. He has hand around my throat, “you want my load boy?” he asks. i smile back at him “please.” “here it comes.” he shoots deep inside of me. Pulls his cock out and gets dressed and is gone. He texts me later and says “such a good boy for daddy.” I text my buddy Tommy, ass full of his dads nut. “hey man by the way, it was really nice meeting your dad the other night.”

Yes, I am caged. I am starting to get used to being a pent up nympho all the time. It happened. My man and three of his buddies came over on Thursday night. It was delayed because he insisted everyone get tested. An unnecessary, but sweet gesture. They are all upper forties, big bodied and hot. The one had the most amazing balls I've ever seen. Big and hanging low. He had a nice uncut cock too, but I just loved his sac. Disappointingly, he didn't have much of a cumshot. There goes that theory. Like everything else, the fantasy was not like the reality. I thought I'd just love pleasing cock after cock. What it turned out to be was overwhelming, exhausting, but mostly amazing. It wasn't me pleasing cocks, it was rough hands, animals pleasing themselves. I was thrown around, fucked in every position, pinned down, stepped on, spat on, slapped, bound, choked, gagged and pissed on. Everyone came twice (except for me), I got one down my throat, one in my mouth, one facial while I was being bounced missionary and the rest were all my ass. I was sore all over, exhausted, and super horny, but I was done. Big balls asked if he could suck my cock and my boyfriend said yes. I came a super hard, huge, three-week load in about thirty seconds. He gave my balls a painful slap, and then told me I was a nice ass and that next time he wouldn't hold back.

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I think I;ve stayed there before when I used to go there for work - amazing time - amazing place. Did this hotel have a roof top pool?

Yeah Love this one also - seen it a few times Think i might just spend Sunday sorting out my porn mmmm

Hey thanks for the link I like this one in the mix there also so hot Hairy Stud Rails Muscly Jock In Parking Lot - RagingStallion

another well thought out poz scenario making me horny for poz cock. I want so much

Yeah I hope they are producing - not sure - but if they need new actors the hey - Over here! But way too many condoms for sure

WOW BRO HOT VID Thanks awesome

At home, where I have a rim seat. I entertain guys who then leave me with a little "souvenir" of their visit...there's no place like home for getting bred!

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I've cheated on every relationship I ever had. It's an addiction. I love how I feel doing it, I love the rush, the risk, and hell I've gotten hard when I've been found out. I've never claimed to be some highly moral person. In fact I've always considered myself a manifestation of chaos, but still there's practically no situation I can think of that I won't take the opportunity to love every second of being truly unfaithful.

i love the idea of being tied, gagged and hooded cumdump

Fuck that sounds hot. Would love to be a Mare at one of these markets. Any in the USA?

Gawd this is fucking perfection. This is what all twinks should be doing. Letting daddies breed them like the object that they are

Loving this story, and reading all about Jake's innocent descent into pozdom 😈

From Knightbreeders “verbal power bottom…”. I can only dream of getting bred by such an amazing cock! 🐷

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It is really sad. I wonder if the pressure of being a gay celebrity got to Austin. Was he going through some stress like financial difficulties, lack of work, relationship problem etc.? If the minor was not coerced but a willing participant in this sinful act, I definitely think the courts should take account of it and not try to make a moral statement. Who contacted who? Did Austin Wolf meet this guy on an app. Did the guy contact Wolf? How many other adult men has this 15 yr old angel contacted; Is he really an innocent victim who was physically coerced into sexual activity by a larger grown up man like Austin, or is there more to the story? Is this young man really a Vestial Virgin that the court seems to assume he is. The court should try to investigate the Truth. Some younger individuals are very curious about sex. Hell, there are teens who are getting high on drugs by the time they are 15 or 14 yrs old. Is the court going to start sending them to jail? If this 15 yr old is not an innocent angel, I think maybe 6 months or even a year at best should be an appropriate sentencing, and Austin's time in jail should be taken into account. Casual sex is a complicated subject. Sometimes there are fault lines and sometimes bad connections. It is sad this turned out to be a really bad line that could kill you.

Thank you. I will look for that toy

Love this story line because it mirrors reality. Those outside of the poz/chasers scene are oblivious to the terms and norms of the sub-culture even those gay men in the wider LGBTQ community. Jake is not a dumb twink, so I am curious when he adds things up in his mind and realizes it's a pozzing vacation for him and the other bottoms. We already know that Jake wants to get fucked by "daddies." The primary question for the author to answer is how, when, and by whom does Jake get pozzed. Is it Jason or another daddy, or will Jake be a contender for the top 10 bottoms list? Looking forward to see where and how the author takes us readers as he tells Jake's story.

CHAPTER 8 — The New Dawn The room was silent again. The doors were closed. The pounding, the grunting, the wet slapping, all gone. Only the hum of ventilation remained, indifferent to what had happened. Helena lay on the bench for what felt like hours. Her body was empty of strength, but overfilled with everything they had left inside her. Warm, thick streams of semen and blood continued to leak slowly from her ruined hole, dripping heavily onto the floor beneath her. The raw ache between her legs pulsed with every shallow breath. She barely noticed when the attendants returned. They moved her gently, wordlessly. They lifted her limp body, wrapped her in clean cloth, and carried her down the corridor toward the exit chamber. She sat slumped now, alone, her legs still trembling. Near the exit door, mounted on the wall, was a small whiteboard. At first, her vision blurred over the writing, but as her gaze steadied, the words began to sharpen. Rows of crude handwriting. Initials. Symbols. Infections. Quiet confessions written only for each other. HIV+ (untreated) Hepatitis B Hepatitis C HSV-2 HPV high-risk strain Syphilis Gonorrhea Chlamydia Herpes HSV-1 Genital Warts ... Her stomach twisted as her eyes ran down the list. They had known. They all had known. And now, so did she. A sudden cramp rolled through her lower belly, sharp and deep. The weight of their seed shifted inside her as more fluid spilled out between her legs, staining the floor again. The warmth that had once felt arousing now felt heavy, suffocating. Her body wasn’t hers anymore. Her blood wasn’t hers. Her cells were rewriting themselves even now. She had chosen this. She had locked herself in. She had whispered yes. The exit door clicked open softly. A long hallway waited beyond. Clean. White. Indifferent. She forced herself to stand. Her legs buckled briefly, but she steadied herself. One foot in front of the other. She stepped forward into the hallway, leaking, shaking, her body still losing what it could, and keeping what it couldn’t. It was over now. The submission, the surrender, the ruin, all sealed behind her. There would be no return. No confessions. No redemption. Only time. And whatever her body would become in the months to come. Later that night, at home, the silence felt heavier than the club ever had. She sat at her kitchen table, the laptop glowing in front of her, browser filled with medical articles. One after another. She had typed the words herself: "Eye infection from chlamydia and herpes." She read about ocular chlamydia, blindness, ulcerations, chronic inflammation. She also read about ocular herpes, corneal scarring, and the potential for vision loss. She read about syphilitic eye damage and hepatitis, learning about the different types, hepatitis A, B, and C, and their potential to cause chronic liver disease, cirrhosis, and even liver cancer. She read about viral load and the lifelong impact of these infections. The more she read, the colder her hands felt. Her eye was already irritated. She rushed to the bathroom and flushed it repeatedly with water, her breath quick and shallow. Back at the table, she kept scrolling. She searched every name she saw on the whiteboard. Every disease. Every possible symptom. Every prognosis. She read about lifelong infections. About treatments she might need for years. About things that would never fully go away. She was fully aware now, brutally aware, of what had likely entered her bloodstream, her cervix, her womb, her eyes. And still, when she finally crawled into bed, exhausted, trembling, her hand found its way between her legs. She closed her eyes. Her breathing deepened. And slowly, deliberately, she masturbated. She knew exactly what she had done. She had ruined her old life. And now, she would enter a new one.

i do the bicep thing or hang it from my collar (if worn)